Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 952 - 879: Zhao Zhiruo

"This man is skilled; we still don’t know his true strength. And this man, I’ve looked into it, but can’t find any identity information!"

Mr. Lang’s eyes flashed coldly, "If that’s the case, then just eliminate him directly. We can’t let our Hong Clan lose face!"

"This guy, he’s a martial artist; ordinary people can’t handle him unless we send in the army, and in Huaxia, it’s impossible for us to deploy the army."

"So, only martial artists can deal with martial artists..." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Mangshan analyzed.

"Are you talking about Lv Hui’s master Feng Wuya? He’s in seclusion, unless he comes out, we can’t disturb him."

Mr. Lang frowned as he spoke.

"Mr. Lang, besides Feng the Tribute, there’s also Lv Hui’s senior brother Zhou Tianyi! His cultivation is above Lv Hui, he should be able to handle that kid with the surname Ye!"

"But hasn’t he said that he won’t get involved in our Hong Clan’s matters anymore?"

Mr. Lang asked with confusion.

"This isn’t our Hong Clan’s matter, Mr. Lang, this is their sect’s matter."

Mangshan shook his head and said, "Zhou Tianyi and Lv Hui share a strong bond as senior brothers. As long as we inform Zhou Tianyi, once he knows, he’ll definitely go for revenge for Lv Hui!"

Mr. Lang’s eyes flashed brightly; Mangshan truly was his advisor.

The strength of the Hong Clan can’t be separated from Mangshan’s strategies; like now, he’s already arranged everything.

"Alright, then notify Zhou Tianyi to avenge Lv Hui!" Mr. Lang smiled coldly.

Leaving Qinghai Villa District, Ye Qingfeng prepared to return.

First back to Hai City, he planned to use the medicine liquid to help Zhong Ming cultivate. He had already reached the peak of the Basic-level Warrior, with the help of the medicine liquid, he could quickly advance to War Master.

However, Qinghai Villa District was quite remote, and Ye Qingfeng and Zhong Ming had walked a long way without seeing any taxis.

Finally seeing a bus stop, Ye Qingfeng and Zhong Ming randomly boarded a bus; as long as they reached the city area, they could take a taxi to the airport.

It was almost the bus’s final stop here, so when Ye Qingfeng and Zhong Ming got on, there were still many seats available.

Ye Qingfeng sat by the window, and Zhong Ming sat right next to him.

The bus drove towards the city center, and the number of passengers gradually increased.

At one stop, a girl got on, and since there were no seats available, she stood beside Ye Qingfeng and Zhong Ming.

The girl wasn’t exactly pretty, at most clean-looking, around 20 years old, resembling a college student, with a ponytail that exuded a sense of youthful campus vibes.

Ye Qingfeng casually glanced out the window, not paying much attention; it was just a girl, regardless of beauty, it was unrelated to him.

However, this girl secretly glanced at Ye Qingfeng a couple of times; compared to Zhong Ming, Ye Qingfeng, coming from a prestigious family, was indeed a bit more handsome.

In the eyes of this moderately good-looking girl, Ye Qingfeng was a touchable handsome guy.

Too handsome, and he’d be unattainable for her.

"Ah, what are you doing!? My phone!" Suddenly, the girl cried out.

The girl turned around, exclaiming as she looked at a young man.

"What are you talking about? Crazy!" The speaker was a sleazy middle-aged man, looking roguish.

"You just stole my phone, give it back!" The girl said angrily.

"You’re nuts, who took your phone?" The middle-aged man, with a pointy chin and monkey-like face, a small build but covered in menacing tattoos, spoke gruffly.

People on the bus were watching this scene; the plot was already quite clear.

This sleazy middle-aged man must have stolen the girl’s phone, but seeing the tattoos on him, no one dared to step forward and argue.

"You stole my phone; I saw it, it’s in your pants pocket." Upon hearing the man’s denial, the girl turned red with anger, "Hurry up and take it out!"

"Hey, you’re quite bold, if you have the guts, come and get it!" The middle-aged man stopped denying, directly threatening.

The middle-aged man’s defiant attitude left the girl helpless, almost in tears.

Her phone wasn’t valuable; it was an old-style phone, probably the thief didn’t see the brand when stealing.

But if her old phone was lost, she’d have to buy a new one, costing at least a thousand bucks!

Zhao Zhiruo was nearly in tears, seeing the next bus stop was approaching, this guy would surely get off and run away.

But she’s just a girl, facing a grown man, what could she do?

The passengers on the bus moved aside, not wanting to get involved.

There was a young man who looked like a student attempting to help, but after being glared at by the middle-aged man, he backed off.

As a student, facing such a tattooed middle-aged man, it was natural to be afraid.

Ye Qingfeng turned his head, looking at the girl and the arrogant middle-aged man.

Zhao Zhiruo’s eyes suddenly shone with hope, hoping this somewhat handsome young man would stand up and uphold justice for her.

Initially, she thought Ye Qingfeng was quite handsome, with a unique aura when gazing out the window, forming a good impression in her heart.

Of course, she hoped this handsome young man would stand up, handsome yet full of righteousness, the perfect image of a knight in shining armor.

"Kid, what are you looking at? Want to meddle? The knife in my hand doesn’t recognize people!" The middle-aged man saw Ye Qingfeng staring, and directly pulled out a small knife.

The gleaming blade in the middle-aged man’s hand slapped against his palm, making people instinctively afraid. These passengers were even more unwilling to provoke, retreating repeatedly.

Ye Qingfeng casually smiled, shrugged, and looked out the window again.

Zhao Zhiruo’s eyes flashed with disappointment; it turned out this person was just a pretty face, a coward avoiding trouble.

Not his business, uninvolved and unconcerned.

Zhao Zhiruo also understood, people are selfish, and the opponent had a knife, normal people would be scared.

So this young man’s actions were understandable, yet her heart couldn’t help but feel disappointed in him, maybe because she had a bit of expectation from his demeanor earlier.

"Hmph, coward!" The middle-aged man thought Ye Qingfeng was frightened, mocked disdainfully.

These pretty boys are all useless, cowardly and avoiding trouble.

Zhong Ming couldn’t stand it anymore and wanted to act; he was a former Special Soldier, not exactly hatred-filled, but he couldn’t overlook such matters.

However, he listened to Ye Qingfeng completely, unless the instructor spoke up, he wouldn’t act.

He glanced at Ye Qingfeng, who was looking out the window, yet subtly nodded.

The instructor permitted!

"Haha, no one to prove it, the bus is about to stop, I’m getting off..."

"Bang!"

Just as the middle-aged man was smugly speaking, Zhong Ming swept his leg down, knocking him to the ground.

Without any unnecessary words, Zhong Ming jumped onto the middle-aged man, delivering a fierce beatdown.

Having been a Special Soldier, he knew where to hit to cause pain without risking life.